kooka-burra's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Am I being to cynical? It's so fucking amazing. I can't wrap my head around it... is this really what us teenagers can come up with? How, can a simple thing such as another person, create such chaos inside someones head? I know it can happen and I know why and when and how it can happen. But when I step back and look at the whole room I see all these people, wearing their heart on their sleave. The only way they know how. Chating, sipping drinks, silently hating, silently flirting and steeling glances at oneanother when the others not looking. While one friend rants about things that really aren't that important. The other is smiling and nodding, not paying anymind. Silently thinking about there own problems, that really, probably matters just as much as her friends. On the other side of the room someone goes to get punch just to be closer to their hearts desire. No one here is thirsty or hungry for anything but for someone to cling on to. Everyone is dressed up, a quite chatter rises from the crowd. It's not glamorous, no matter how you decorate. We're all in this room, doesn't matter if we want to or not. I steped out for a moment, and looked inside and hated being in there but no matter what i do - even if i run in the other direction, i'll endup right back in the same place. maybe it looks so dull and horrible because I refuse to think that anything like highschool infatuation (because i refuse to call it love) can be glamorous. Maybe because everyone else see's the room as a fabulous ball with drinking and laughter. For me? It's fake. You only think I'm crazy because you know it's true. 4:46 pm - Tuesday, Feb. 14, 2006 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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